It’s all consuming, destructive and ultimately full of exaltation. It’s the type of relationship we may crave, but are too afraid to step over those boundaries. Because the intensity is too much to bear, and with every step we fall deeper into an abyss of crazed lust. In the end, it requires trust…and that is something that is very hard to achieve, especially when your feelings are confused, lost, frantic. And those are just your feelings…

How do I achieve it? I write. I trust that my feelings will lead me to where I want and need to go. That the lovers I describe, despite all their initial problems, will find their way through that intensity, that passion and that indescribable heat without losing themselves or each other.

Live a little, laugh a little, love a lot. I’ve heard this phrase (or something vaguely similar) a lot of times, but for some reason, it’s resonating with me more now than ever. Turns out, it’s never too late to listen to your inner voice, the naughty one, that tells you life is short and you better have a good time. Does this mean packing up your stuff and moving to Australia? Well, yes, it could mean that. Afterall, everything good and juicy seems to be coming from there right now. The actors, the models, the musicians. It’s the new California, the new West! It’s not just wild, it’s sophisticated as well, did I mention Australian wines! The country is chock full of nature, differing types and if you are a photographer…well maybe you have discovered paradise?

Have you been there? Write to me, tell me what you think and whether you would move there in a heartbeat, or after some serious deliberation. I would probably find you attractive if you decided on a heartbeat, because you know, live a little, laugh a little, love a lot!!